I've been dishelved by this drink, by the pint's sight and stink never
enough times to stop and make me think I've wrapped around some fingers,
riddles rich in ringworm I'm swollen still, poisoned by the sting
the black pint is my drink
you see my link
I steal and you sink
you spill and I drink
she's broken saintly vows, she's viable and loud auspiciously, she kicks
me when I'm down I'll never leave her side, because of my pissiness or
pride oh, how I'm shady, in the shadow of my bride
the black pint is my dream
from orange, white and green
with nightmares of poteen.
spittin' up in the sink
shove it up your ass in your ear my dear it's the best thing that's
happened to me in 28 f*cking years
so I'll thank my lucky stars that there's a bad moon to rise it's the
best god has to offer, to hang in our skies and when your snubbed then
loved and it's like you're fondling the dove you better suck on
something scared, because you'll never see above
the black pint is my drink you see my link I steal and you sink you
spill and I drink